General Projects / Los AngelesMy first solo gallery show in Los Angeles. Terrific opening, followed by [We brought our coffee], an evening of plays by Ms. Chelsea Rector and I, and closed it out with a session of Philosophy Coaching presented by Andrew Choate and me, myself.

Throughout the duration, we’ve had a grand time tossin’ some King Tackle (customized kubb) on a pitch set up in the adjacent, and very appropriately named, Outside Gallery. My favorite non-athletic game, thanks to one Mark Rice. After years, I finally built my own set (a little retouching needed), but Goatmother Industrialis the go to. Grab your own batons there, and Spray the Hooray! Though the show is no longer viewable on the walls, and clotheslines, and hooks, and pedestal, and floor, prints and original works from the core collection are still very fucking available in limited edition at: https://www.insertblancpress.net/collections/prints

Speaking of online purchasing power, rad pals at Pressure Club in Philly now have an online store set up where folks can find the weave dreaming I had the op to collaboratively pull there awhile back, plus other really terrific work from the printshop.

Play things… Ms. Chelsea Rector and I (DBA: P/Sicho Street Theatre Company) will be rolling out our newest experimental production “Frosted”, roughly based on the hit Disney film “Frozen“, a lil’ later this year. In the meantime, here’s video footage of our play “Shopping Problems” from 8.25.2018, shot by Mathew Timmons, featuring Andrew Choate, Jen Bruce, Rebecca Ramirez, Jacob and Joshua, with musical arrangement by Ang Wilson.

On the image making front moving forward, I’m getting back to it. Work with Crab Jackson on some mail box collab’s, plus forward movement style on a tased series with Rob Hessler. Continued, and we’ll tell you and all your idiot friends all about it!

Also! Do miss Skymall as much as Mark Rice and do?! Seriously doubt it, but that’s not going to stop us from saving Earth’s lower atmosphere from the unjustified drought of that particular blacked-out, pressurized cabin, dream machine. Hold your breath.

Speaking of droughts, Rebel Hand Presswill see some action this year! Yes! Some fucking incredible projects on deck, and hopefully some $$$ to get them in print! Too much terrific material came through the studio door later last year. More on it soon, but it’ll be damn on… in the meantime, check out the current material. Yahweh knows we aren’t doing any fucking book fairs any time soon.

Sounds. There will also be more sounds.

Is the sun past the yard arm? If so, please tell me what that means.

*BTW’s, my birthday is over, but still need a Roomba… and a new job. Thx!

Wow. So much taser action from (or related to) la table de studio bleu these past months, I’m just gonna have to break down…

Rebel Hands Press: The West Coast office has been way activized by way of these 2 new limited edition releases:

“NOTE TO SEA” – a book where the words of Salt Lake City based writer Aaron Beasley + imagery ala Jeremy Kennedy (me) find a common alee. Core components. Beautiful take on it from the ever damn on eyes of The Unwrinkled Ear hisself.

FMSMPRC: When we put something together, it’s gotta be a gem! Exhibit A: “Soft Goals” by: teasips. Audio art care, words of the age (THX: Ms. Chelsea), artful all around. Full about it in the release edition below, but we’re still rolling limited tape, with a live party in the works (w/ a “Z”).

Collabs: Continuing work w/ Rob Hessler and Mr. Brennan. Looking Sharp! Also, the T-B shop is currently hosting some works by hermit artist bestie, Crab Jackson… Like these super limited edition card sets + some pen-pal original art book meanderings. Check, check.

Studio Table-Blue (Home Office): Aside from aspiring to Bob Bert hair status in the spare moments, as evidenced above, we keep rolling out work. Currently feeling the effects of a performance bug. Short, snappy pieces, improvised in designed monotony with emotional flare. Awkward hugs to Ms. Jade Quinn for partnering up for the most recent at Collective Arts Incubator!

New visual work up on here, and dialing in the storefront with new original pieces and archival prints for the: “Unemployed For The Holidays”sale event, happening now!… See something, don’t see something… just shout.

Everyday, Every time, Happy days in the life. May chewbacca be with you.

Like a years worth of work on our end towards this project all went down like a well executed drone strike, due in very, very huge part, to a lovely line-up of performers, sound-makers, voices: Jay Erker, Country Animal, the trio of Fogel/Steenberge/Choate, + E got in on the action duo mode with 1/2 of Electric Sound Bath(Mr. Brian Griffith).

Jay Erker leading the choir.

Pretty rad setup… Everyone involved presented works utilizing the actual street terms from the books (see, collaboration. ya know?!), + we had the whole gallery to ourselves, so a bunch of the performers had visual work installed as well!

gallery view

Upcoming…

-“Street Terms: Vol. 2” New York launch in the works…

-“Soft Goals” by: Teasips… From last year’s “Hotelevisions” installation at the Bonaventure Hotel in DTLA. Working with co-curator Chelsea Rector + Ms. Sips herself to construct a fine vessel for this cracklingly calming performance, recorded live from a bed fort. (Audio Cassette)

-“A Horse With A Name” by: Justin Clifford Rhody… Currently strapping the tacs n’ the saddle for this collection of phrase poetics, gleaned trackside and curated by the artist. (Rebel Hands Press)

Also, been slow-boiling some bizarre original art books with Crab Jackson, who I will be hanging with / help hanging some brand-fucking-new work with for his solo exhibition this summer, after tracking back to the middle-west from Philly where I get to go realtime collab style with the Goatmother Industrial at their new HQ.

Lots of collab-oh audio recordings here, yet to be tested. New jams w/ Yosuke Kitazawa + recently waded out into the waters w/ visiting saxophonist/composer Jean-Luc Guionnet… bout to check the levels on that last minute Monday nite jam…

Happy with paintings this yr. to date (odd), so that section is upped herein. Not a lot, but just enuff… Have new sculptural goals getting caught in the vision web. Soon. iHope. We’re gonna need more bags.

this most recent whirlwind tour, where i airplaned in, attempted to torture all my local loved ones for a few days, threw up an exhibition and airplaned away went so yes. idk, i had fun.this show went down like a drowning child (frantic/glorious), an opening for personal closure, and the scene was taser. 33 new/recent pieces, 2 books. the “there is a wrong time for everything.” show will remain on exhibition at the fell building til the end o’ may.even the reading here (above), with introduction by no other than winterman hisself, felt damn on!gr*8 times flocking bloomington, indiana w/ ms. j. shelley harrison the day before. though i was only able to experience a few hrs of this 13 mile ARThritIS mini-marathon as (knee shy), which began at W. That Rd. (srsly)….it was terrif! look up/look down.

giant thanks to everyone who outed it to make this all work: crab jackson, the winterpeople, j. shelley harrison, hien + fam, wwClaytor, terri fresh (from: gross air–coming all the way down from her space kraft somewhere over chi-ca-go!!), lunch skirt, everyone at the fell gallery, everyone who came out, hung out, old besties and new pals.

Awlright! 2014….So far plagued by vertigo, a broken foot, and reoccurring dreams of a fictional type of big cat (kinda like a mix between a mountain lion and an ocelot, which come in small, medium, and big) called “pahcos”…more on that later.

So far so weird, but things are pretty taser factory. Work is still going strong (like a pahcos), as seen in this belated new year update session!

Yes yes, updates updates, in many sectors on the site. check it check it.
Plus (+), for all the tumblr users out thar, we on it with the brand newhttp://table-blue.tumblr.com/

Aside from all that, coordinating currently with pals in the icy eastern parts for some exhibition styles in the upcoming warmer months. starting in the midwest, and then…onward.

In other newz- rebel hands press is still keeping it active, more active soon. Audio recordings, nose bleeds, burgeoning west coast action, and now accepting bitcoin.
Here ends this season’s poorly structured sentences, but srsly, still sold on 2014.

Happy post-Thanksgiving / #Thanksgivukkah / Jinglehorse / Drinksgiving / Whatever you do (did) / etc.Gearing up for our first quarter IPO with a preemptive, seasonal drone strike of updates including, but not limited to, new funny paintings, photos, books, and stuff. Sounds kinda same-y as previous post, but ‘NEW’ is always a keyword here… like the THE TAO OF JON, or that painting about the dude who smokes weed every morning in the parking lot of Walgreen, the ongoing American Shredding series, and so on. because, new.

This year has turned out so many taser factory things, but it’s not over yet. More action forthcoming… Not to mention some high and tidy collab plans in the USA and beyond…
Like Rebel Hands Press getting ill with some fax machines, some shows, a glamour-magazine-husband-hunting project, some sounds, some ???, and so much.

And though the Penny-Pacer blog came to an appropriately disappointing end, in the in-betweens, follow along w/ J. Shelley Harrison and I via our absurdist photo conversations at Still Lunch.

“You know how baller that is to say you got two washer and dryers?!” – Tyler The Creator.
…Someday, I hope.